Puppets In A Madhouse.
Puppets In A Madhouse.
The colours did burst
when all the waiting had ceased
for a long time there was a conflict
but now everything was clear to me.
There were rainbow colours in the night sky
the patterns were created
sixteen eyes were hypnotised
on seeing everything they ever anticipated.
the moon was breathing
so were the walls.
when there was confusion in my head
i took a leap into the unlimited space
a place where i wasn't lost.
Like souls without bodies
or just bodies without souls
I saw them walking with their heads on the ground
A Little more upside down.
Then came the sun
more like a pot of gold
to soothe
to erase.
I realised it was a dream.
Reality had been sucked out me
once again
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